Inside the room.
"Yuyou, don't move just yet. Let me see how this is wrapped. Would tying it into a bow be better?"
Two girls were sitting on the bed. At the moment, Bai Yuyou only had a few red gift ribbons tied around her body, with a bow deliberately tied in front.
Tang Keke was busy adjusting the bow while also studying how to achieve a one-hit KO. Her focused expression made her look like an expert.
"Hmm, this bow is good. Even if brother pounces, a single pull will undo it." Tang Keke gestured with her fingers under her chin. Although the sight of the girl sitting in a 'duck sit' pose was incredibly cute and alluring, she still felt something was missing.
"Hmm?" Bai Yuyou felt a chill on her body. Noticing Tang Keke scrutinizing her, she asked,
"Will doing this really work?"
"Of course! This is a nuclear-level weapon." Tang Keke patted her large schoolbag as a guarantee. No one could withstand this attack.
Bai Yuyou didn't quite understand. After all, she used to take baths with Ye Shuang often, and she was always naked then too. Why was adding some ribbons different?
Also, Bai Yuyou felt she somewhat resembled a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling).
Was it to look more delicious?
"This is called 'half-concealed, half-revealed'. Oh, right..." Tang Keke smacked her fist into her palm, as if suddenly realizing something.
"Your expression. Your expression is too detached, too devoid of desire. That won't do."
"Come on, give me a smile."
On Bai Yuyou's expressionless face, a stiff smile was forced out.
"Forget it, forget it. That's not quite right." Tang Keke felt it didn't look good. She thought for a moment, then used two fingers to lift the corners of the girl's mouth.
"Come on, smile like this."
"Mmm."
"No, no, too stiff." Tang Keke finally gave up on that idea. Bai Yuyou's natural smile was beautiful, but it was almost never seen.
An SSR-tier rare expression.
Tang Keke thought for a bit, feeling she needed to change her approach. "Yuyou, do you remember what I taught you before?"
"I remember," Bai Yuyou said softly. "It was that line: 'I am your gift.'"
"Yes, but it's still missing a little something." Tang Keke racked her brains, and finally, her little head thought of a key element. "Add a 'meow'."
"Meow?"
"Yes!"
Bai Yuyou didn't really get it, but she still tried making a cat-paw gesture like Tang Keke and softly said,
"I am your gift, meow~"
The girl's stunning beauty combined with the cute gesture and line instantly pierced through Tang Keke's HP bar.
"Oooh oooh oooh, that's it! Full marks!" Tang Keke's eyes lit up. "A mere brother? Guaranteed capture!"
"Oh?" Although Bai Yuyou didn't quite understand the difference from before, as long as she did it this way, it should be fine, right?
She just wanted Ye Shuang to stay by her side. As long as Ye Shuang would like it, that was enough.
Just at that moment, a knock sounded on the bedroom door.
A familiar voice came through as well.
"Hey, Keke, Yuyou, are you in there?"
Hearing that it was actually Chen Qin's voice, Tang Keke jolted in surprise. She hurriedly looked at Bai Yuyou, who was currently dressed as a Christmas gift, and began to fluster about.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!"
"Eek, Yuyou, don't open the door yet, put your clothes on!"
"Panties, your panties!"
"Where's your bra?"
Chen Qin, standing outside the door, had originally been about to turn the doorknob. Hearing Tang Keke's faint voice from inside, her expression froze.
This...
It probably isn't what I'm thinking, right?
After a while, Tang Keke opened the door. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, her face was flushed, and behind her, Bai Yuyou, sitting on the bed, had wrinkled clothes, with even her collar flipped up.
Chen Qin: "..."
Sigh.
"Did I... interrupt you two?"
"N-no, not at all! Sister Chen Qin, what brings you here?" Tang Keke asked, even glancing back into the room somewhat guiltily, as if afraid Chen Qin might see something.
Chen Qin looked at the cat, Yi Wan, in her arms, then at Tang Keke, and tentatively asked,
"So... it seems I came at a bad time?"
"Not at all."
Chen Qin hesitated, wanting to say more. Then, remembering the matter with Chen Hai, she pinched the bridge of her nose as if with a headache. "It's nothing, really. Okay, I'll go downstairs first and sit with Ye for a bit."
"Oh, okay."
After Chen Qin went back downstairs, Ye Shuang was still at the water bar steeping some black tea. Seeing Chen Qin holding the cat and looking like she had something to say, he asked,
"Why are you down so soon? What are those two up to upstairs?"
"They, they were..." Chen Qin held back for a moment, then gave Ye Shuang a suggestive wink. "Hmm~"
Ye Shuang didn't understand, but mimicked Chen Qin's expression with a wink of his own. "Hmm?"
"Ye, tell me, have Keke and Yuyou been getting very close recently?" Chen Qin moved closer to Ye Shuang and suddenly lowered her voice to ask.
"Why do you ask? They get along so well, they're together all the time anyway," Ye Shuang said with a smile. Besides, living upstairs and downstairs now, and with Keke's parents not cooking, Ye Shuang had told Keke to just come eat here.
Moreover, being with Keke had gradually made Yuyou more outgoing and expressive.
"No, I mean... closer than ordinary friends."
"That's normal, right? Like best friends?" Ye Shuang didn't quite grasp Chen Qin's meaning. Besides, what's wrong with two girls being close? At the very least, they can support and help each other.
Chen Qin didn't know how to explain it either, even doubting whether she had heard wrong earlier. Could it have been a misunderstanding?
It was certainly possible. But seeing Tang Keke's expression when she opened the door, she couldn't immediately figure out what else it could have been.
"Have they been keeping anything from you lately? Things you don't know about?" Chen Qin asked.
"Things I don't know about?" Ye Shuang smiled, initially about to say that Yuyou wouldn't keep things from him, but then suddenly remembered the mysterious parcel before Chen Qin arrived.
"There is something. They seemed to have bought something online and wouldn't let me see it," Ye Shuang said.
"Computer parts?!"
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Ye Shuang thought for a moment. "I wouldn't know. They didn't show me. But after they got the package, they went upstairs and haven't come down since."
"That's it!" Chen Qin seemed to have understood everything. "Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah!"
Ye Shuang: "?"
"I might be falling behind the times." Chen Qin sighed, holding Yi Wan, then reached out and patted Ye Shuang's shoulder.
"Ye, you need to be careful around Chen Hai lately. No, not just lately. You'd better be on guard against him. Absolutely do not go out to play with him alone."
"Why are you suddenly talking about Chen Hai?" Ye Shuang's face was a picture of confusion.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
